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314 pages, Paperback
First published July 1, 2005
Miri woke to the sleepy bleating of a goat. The world was as dark as eyes closed, but perhaps the goats could smell dawn seeping through the cracks in the house's stone walls.Quite the inauspicious start. A few more random oddities:
For amusement she filled herself with impossible wishes--her ma alive again, boots no rock shard could poke through, honey instead of snow. To somehow be as useful to the village as her own pa.Uh, in what dictionary are those agonized longings "amusement?" Is that the best descriptor she could come up with?
Even in a large group, Marda felt anxious standing alone.What does that even mean?
"I call your ears to hearken the chief delegate of Danland."Just, no.
Three stairs led to the main door and columns supporting a carved pediment.Nope.
Chapter One:
The east says it's dawn
My mouth speaks a yawn
My bed clings to me and begs me to stay
I hear a work song
Say winter is long
I peel myself up and then make away
Chapter Four:
Tell my family to go ahead and eat
To make it borne I'd have to move my feet
But the mount's made stone where my feet numbered two
And I've swallowed more dust than I can chew